Lyrics:

I can see the glow of your right ear
I can contemplate it from here
I'm whispering my breathlessness
Though we're so far apart

I see us writhing in a phone booth
Or laid back in the dewy grass of our youth
Gathering our sweetnesses
And wishing on the Never Star

And I see us travelling standing still
Floating above the dim or our will
A lofty, strange togetherness
Like fireflies out of the jar

In these happy days of electrical smiles
And loving evenings falling down in piles
I'm imagining a restlessness
That could keep us far apart

O, if I could sleep, perchance I could dream
And constantly conjure these vivid scenes
Insomniacs of the world, goodnight
No more wishing on the Never Star